Chapter 269 - Blood-vine Spell
After that harsh kick, Lin Li was still not satisfied. When he gripped the staff again, Gryffindor immediately felt a vigorous distortion of the magical waves around him. What followed was a persistent creaking sound. Before he could react, Gryffindor saw a formation of thick vines. It was as though they had their own lives when they stretched towards him at an insane speed. Then, he felt tightness on his body. It came from those vines, which wrapped him up in the blink of an eye.
“Let… Let me go!” The sudden attack gave Gryffindor a great shock. He had heard of the legendary Blood-vine Spell. Any living thing the blood vine entangled would have to fight until its last gasp. The blood vines would only stop after draining all the blood or amputating the affected body part of its victim…
Goddammit! How am I supposed to break free from this? Gryffindor already had the desire to die.
It would be much better if his health was as good as before. But, now that he had been seriously injured, how was he going to save himself from those vines when he did not even have the strength to stand up?
Furthermore, although the Blood-vine Spell would not inflict physical injuries like Air Bomb, it was still a summoning spell. This meant that the blood vines that were summoned would have their own lives. Since Aldwin was only a Master of Inscription and had not become the invincible Guru of Inscription, the four Master-level mageweaths were not useful in controlling the Blood-vines Spell. This implied that if Gryffindor wanted to live on, he had to work for it himself…
F*ck this…
Gryffindor had a hundred doubts with regard to the young mage who came from a rural place. Where did he learn such a rare spell? Although Gryffindor was raised in Alanna Guild of Magic and had Rosen as his mentor, he only heard of it before…